"Let it end!" Shi Hao shouted.
I'm not willing to accept this! he murmured. The Double Pupil's ultimate profundity had yet to be unleashed—it was his greatest trump card. But did he still have the strength?
Boom!
Brilliant light radiated from Shi Hao's chest, once again flooding heaven and earth. Symbols densely filled the air, accompanied by the sound of chanting. Vaguely, people saw a little golden figure sitting cross-legged there, seemingly reciting an incantation.
This time, heaven and earth collapsed, ghosts wailed and gods howled. One mysterious symbol after another flew from Shi Hao's chest. That power was too immense—even the spectators could not bear it. Many people's legs went weak, and they could no longer stand.
Even the Venerables' hearts trembled. They had no idea what sort of secret power this was. It was clearly not the Heavenly Tribulation Light; even they could not see through it. Every one of them was utterly shaken.
"Kill!"
Shi Yi roared and charged forward, unleashing his strongest combat power to meet his clansman's assault. He did not want to be defeated and die.
However, the outcome had already been decided. Little Stone was terrifying beyond measure, his entire body draped in strands of divine power that hung down and crushed everything. Nothing could stop him.
Puff!
With a single strike, half of Shi Yi's body split apart. He could not withstand that pressure; his flesh was about to collapse.
"Ah..."
Amid the blazing, dazzling radiance, people saw Shi Hao as though an Innate Supreme had come back to life. One punch pierced through Shi Yi's body, leaving a bloody hole clear through him and staining the sky red.
Suddenly, Shi Hao felt a stabbing pain on the surface of his body. He let out a roar, and the symbols on his